honest answers come from unsettling questions
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I write poetry because I cannot nail. I split the amber wood. I write poetry because if I ran for president, my speeches would feature lengthy digressions about the wind, the sky, the moon's pale face. I write poetry because nobody wants a businessman who thinks the stock market charts looks like one of those hospital heart rate monitors. By day I scribble symbolic lines. By night, I dream of the hammer, the nails, the smooth whorls of the wood.

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